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Hey, where was I?
It's been a crazy weekend. I've been all over the place and exhausted but I've had a great time. Some highlights...
Jen arrived late Thursday, and the two of us spent Friday running around downtown. First we went to a BodyPump class -- my first since the accident -- and then wandered around Portland and had food cart lunch. While we were eating in the park, we overheard a really upsetting conversation. This older man on a bike stopped right in front of us to take a phone call. He speaks some medical jargon and then goes on to say "NO! I will absolutely not ever hire someone with two last names, or a hyphenated last name. They are always high maintenance, and they usually come with two or three failed marriages. I will not endanger the care of a patient just to comply with some stupid non-discrimination law. Tell them we will pay them not to apply. We have a trust fund set up just for dealing with their lawsuits. I will not budge on this." We were both dumbfounded. How I wish I wish I wish he had revealed his name or where he worked. I wish I could expose to the world what I heard and what a piece of shit this asshole is. Seriously, fuck that guy. I'm still upset about it and it's been four days. BUT other than that, Jen and I had a lovely day downtown.
On Friday night, Other Jen arrived down from Seattle. We had our 5K on Saturday morning, followed by Oktoberfestivities at Oaks Park. I did not realize that dachshund racing was an Oktoberfest tradition, but apparently it is, and we got to watch some of that. It was really hilarious, and my desire to own a dachshund has really escalated. I've been wanting one for a while. Probably won't get one, but if I do, I'm going to name him something like John Thomas or Willy or something. Get it? It's a dick joke. A very long-running dick joke. Paul joined us for another food cart lunch, and then we hung out with Shanon and her kids in the afternoon. Sloane slept on my tummy and Jack was very sweet. I love them so much. We hosted games that evening, which turned out to be just game -- a marathon Cards Against Humanity. I won. I'm the best at being offensive. Obv.
Sunday we did another BodyPump class -- I felt fine after the last one and decided it would be okay to get back to my regular routine. I still used lighter weights, because I can feel that I am injured, but the injury doesn't bother me, if that makes sense. I still want to be smart about it, though. Anyway, Pump was good, then we did more food carts with Paul, and ice cream at Paul's house. Seattle Jen went home, and ABQ Jen and I watched Pirates of the Caribbean until bedtime for us.
This morning, Jen took me to my first RPM class. It's the Les Mills cycling/spin class, and HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHITBALLS OUCH. I haven't ridden my bike in almost a year, because I suck, and so I'm out of cycling shape, and also do not have the crotch tolerance for the saddle. So even more than my muscles are sore from the workout, my nethers are like what did we do to deserve this? But I know that it only takes a few days back on the bike to build up the crotch callousses or whatever, and it was a really amazing workout, so I should probably try to keep going, maybe. Jen insists it will be good for running if I do a lot more cross training on the bike. Also? I sweat so much in that class. I'm sweatier than most dudes already, but that class was like 10x more than my normal amount of sweating. My entire shirt was soaked. Sexy. Smelled awesome, too.
After RPM, we came home to shower and change and then drove to the coast. I took her to Cannon Beach, and then we met up with Z and his folks for dinner in Seaside. We just got home and I'm exhausted and in bed already. I'll drop Jen off at the train to the airport on my way to the real estate office tomorrow, where I'm going through some more training and some one-on-one time with my principal broker. Yay for professional development and getting closer to my goals...
My sewing class starts tomorrow night, so between my real estate meetings and then, I'll probably nap all afternoon. I'm excited to start that, though :) I guess I should figure out where it is and if I need to bring anything...
It's been a crazy weekend. I've been all over the place and exhausted but I've had a great time. Some highlights...
Jen arrived late Thursday, and the two of us spent Friday running around downtown. First we went to a BodyPump class -- my first since the accident -- and then wandered around Portland and had food cart lunch. While we were eating in the park, we overheard a really upsetting conversation. This older man on a bike stopped right in front of us to take a phone call. He speaks some medical jargon and then goes on to say "NO! I will absolutely not ever hire someone with two last names, or a hyphenated last name. They are always high maintenance, and they usually come with two or three failed marriages. I will not endanger the care of a patient just to comply with some stupid non-discrimination law. Tell them we will pay them not to apply. We have a trust fund set up just for dealing with their lawsuits. I will not budge on this." We were both dumbfounded. How I wish I wish I wish he had revealed his name or where he worked. I wish I could expose to the world what I heard and what a piece of shit this asshole is. Seriously, fuck that guy. I'm still upset about it and it's been four days. BUT other than that, Jen and I had a lovely day downtown.
On Friday night, Other Jen arrived down from Seattle. We had our 5K on Saturday morning, followed by Oktoberfestivities at Oaks Park. I did not realize that dachshund racing was an Oktoberfest tradition, but apparently it is, and we got to watch some of that. It was really hilarious, and my desire to own a dachshund has really escalated. I've been wanting one for a while. Probably won't get one, but if I do, I'm going to name him something like John Thomas or Willy or something. Get it? It's a dick joke. A very long-running dick joke. Paul joined us for another food cart lunch, and then we hung out with Shanon and her kids in the afternoon. Sloane slept on my tummy and Jack was very sweet. I love them so much. We hosted games that evening, which turned out to be just game -- a marathon Cards Against Humanity. I won. I'm the best at being offensive. Obv.
Sunday we did another BodyPump class -- I felt fine after the last one and decided it would be okay to get back to my regular routine. I still used lighter weights, because I can feel that I am injured, but the injury doesn't bother me, if that makes sense. I still want to be smart about it, though. Anyway, Pump was good, then we did more food carts with Paul, and ice cream at Paul's house. Seattle Jen went home, and ABQ Jen and I watched Pirates of the Caribbean until bedtime for us.
This morning, Jen took me to my first RPM class. It's the Les Mills cycling/spin class, and HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHITBALLS OUCH. I haven't ridden my bike in almost a year, because I suck, and so I'm out of cycling shape, and also do not have the crotch tolerance for the saddle. So even more than my muscles are sore from the workout, my nethers are like what did we do to deserve this? But I know that it only takes a few days back on the bike to build up the crotch callousses or whatever, and it was a really amazing workout, so I should probably try to keep going, maybe. Jen insists it will be good for running if I do a lot more cross training on the bike. Also? I sweat so much in that class. I'm sweatier than most dudes already, but that class was like 10x more than my normal amount of sweating. My entire shirt was soaked. Sexy. Smelled awesome, too.
After RPM, we came home to shower and change and then drove to the coast. I took her to Cannon Beach, and then we met up with Z and his folks for dinner in Seaside. We just got home and I'm exhausted and in bed already. I'll drop Jen off at the train to the airport on my way to the real estate office tomorrow, where I'm going through some more training and some one-on-one time with my principal broker. Yay for professional development and getting closer to my goals...
My sewing class starts tomorrow night, so between my real estate meetings and then, I'll probably nap all afternoon. I'm excited to start that, though :) I guess I should figure out where it is and if I need to bring anything...